Luyện nghe bài hát If I Die Today

[Lil
44' bulldog, my mother pet
I point it at you and dat motha fucka fetch
I'm her good, she got her legs on my neck
I get p**sy, and ass, call dat bitch triple threat
When I was in she let me call an collect
But if she get greedy, I'ma her to death
Top down, it's upset been f**king the world and I aint cum yet!
You f**k with me wrong, I knock your head off neck
The too long, I got a bed on the jet
The guns are and I aint talking bout a sketch
I pay these n*ggas with a check
Prepared for the worst but still praying for the
This is a bitch I got my hand up her dress
The money don't sleep so Weezy rest
An AK47 is my address, huh

Ross]
I'm not a star, somebody lied I got a in the car
I got a in the car
I got a in the car

[Lil
Load up the choppers like December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them n*ggas it hurts
Cause if I die today, remember me like Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm all brown linen, huh

Ross]
Big nigga and an icy watch
Shoes on the coupe, b*tch i got a Nike
Counts the profits you could bring 'em in a box
Grinding in my Jordan's kick em off might be hot, swish!
I'm swimming in the yellow b*tch,
In the red 911 looking
Red beam make b*tch sit down
Thought he was bullet proof till he got hit the fifth
Drop palm in a n*gga dope
Make it come back even harder before
Baby I'm the only one that pays your car
Well connected I got killers off in

[Rick
I'm not a star, lied I got a chopper in the car
I got a in the car
I got a in the car

Wayne]
Load up the choppers like it's December
Roll up and cock it and hit them it hurts
if I die today, me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm all brown linen, huh

Wayne]
Talk get ya head popped
I got that Esther, I'm red fox
Big bee's, Red Sox
I get money to time, dead clocks
Your f-cking with a n*gga who don't give a
Empty the clip than a window up
pussy n*ggas sweet, you cinnabun
I'm in a red b*tch, she say she fin to cum
200 on a chain, I don't need a piece
That clip, let Chiquita speak
shades, Eazy E
Five letters,
Bitch ass n*gga, P*ssy ass
I see ya looking, whit yo ass n*gga
You know the rules, em all and keep moving
If I died today be a holiday

[Rick
I'm not a star, somebody I got a chopper in the car
So don't make it come
Rip ya ass then I put myself together
YMCMB, double M, we rich
The bigger the the more that b*tch gon bang
Red on the wall, Basquiat when I
Red Lamborghini till I it to my bitch
My first home invasion, pocket and 40 bricks
Son of a bitch, than I a great escape
Aint it momma, only son be baking cakes
up in the sleigh, hop out like I'm santa claus
N*ggas gather round, I got for all of y'all
Take it home and let it bubble thats the up
If you get in trouble that just you f**king up
It's a cold World I need a to cuddle up
I call the plays, huddle up

Wayne]
I'm not a star, somebody lied, I got a in the car